Chapter XII

Zihou lay on the ground and raised his head with difficulty.

Lingzhi followed the voice, and the first thing she saw was Chu Yun on her body, her back was blurred with flesh and blood, and her head was hanging weakly.

Zihou was protected by her, and his bloodstained face was revealed.

Lingzhi put the little man on the ground, stepped over, and carried the unconscious Chu Yun to the temple.

Zihou got up with difficulty, followed behind Lingzhi, and looked at Xiao Bai Ze who was standing obediently on the ground with some confusion.

Lingzhi glanced at Zihou, who came in, and said to Bai Ze: "This is your territory, you should have a way to resist the demons outside." ”

Bai Ze pursed his lips, his golden eyes revealing a bit of innocence: "I, I have no mana." ”

“×。”

Lingzhi frowned, her sea of knowledge had just collapsed, and she had always relied on the power of jade slip in the sea to draw talismans, but jade jian was at this moment.

She rolled her eyes at the sky.

He closed his eyes and pulled out a pale gold rune from his trouser pocket and smashed it into the wooden door again.

"Zhizhi, your eyebrows are bleeding, Zhizhi, what's wrong with you, it can't be that you're going to die, don't you, Zhizhi, you haven't taught me spells yet."

Zihou sat weakly on the ground, saw Lingzhi's eyebrows, and reluctantly crawled to Lingzhi's side, shaking her arms constantly.

"If you shake it any more, I'll be really dead." Lingzhi wiped the blood casually, took out the familiar purple bottle from his pocket and handed it to Zihou, "Go to the door and wipe it, and wipe Bai Ling's wound too." ”

Zihou took the purple bottle and subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

The temple was quiet and peaceful, and only the black qi that repeatedly went up proved that several people were in a bad state.

Bai Ze stood beside him, looking at Lingzhi's movements suspiciously, and the little man came to her side and asked puzzledly: "How did you do it, I realized that you are just an ordinary person without mana." ”

Lingzhi treated Chu Yun's wound, yawned and said, "Kid, you have too many questions, I would think you like me?" ”

Bai Ze frowned, even more puzzled: "Does more questions mean that you like it?" ”

After that, his golden eyes were a little dim, and he lowered his head and muttered, "These villagers used to have a lot of problems every day. ”

Lingzhi really didn't expect this god to be sentimental, and joked: "There are still people who like you, and now you are the only god in the world." ”

Bai Ze didn't speak, turned his face sideways, squinted his golden eyes slightly, and looked at the woman lying on the ground, feeling a little familiar.

Outside the temple.

The demons on the mountain all smelled the smell of fragrant fairy meat, and they waited on the White Mountain for so many years, didn't they just want to live forever one day.

Outside the temple, a crowd of demons suddenly gathered.

In the temple, Chu Yun on the ground was gradually woken up by the sound, and Zihou himself shouted while sprinkling medicine, and his voice was like thunder in the temple, and the aftermath was lingering.

Chu Yun felt the touch of her back, her body tensed, her messy hair clinging to her cheeks, and the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, biting the corners of her lips.

"If it hurts, you will vent a little, and it will reduce the pain."

Lingzhi applied medicine to her back and was bandaging.

Chu Yun's eyes moved slightly, she pursed her lips, and her voice was a little hoarse: "It's okay, I'm used to it." ”

Lingzhi raised his eyebrows, looked at Chu Yun's bloodstained face, and the three words of beauty, strength and misery in the novel flashed in his mind, this is simply a representative.

took out a clean towel from his trouser pocket, and actually wiped Chu Yun's face with warmth.

Chu Yun's eyes showed a look of shock, and she looked at her pants over and over again, and they were actually dry.

How to take out a warm towel from a dry trouser pocket...

Zihou on the side noticed it and cried loudly: "Zhizhi, you are eccentric, you see what I am, and you won't wipe it for me." ”

The corners of Lingzhi's mouth hooked, and he put the dirty towel into his trouser pocket again: "I control my face." ”

Chu Yun, who was lying on his stomach, glanced at the white-clothed child standing on the side with a somewhat uncomfortable face, and when he saw his golden eyes, his eyes flashed, and he coughed and said, "Let's go out." ”

Outside the temple at this moment, in addition to the corpses of wolf demons and crows in one place, there are many other demon corpses, some of which have been burned to death, some of which have been torn to pieces, and there are all kinds of them.

As soon as Lingzhi opened the door, a hurricane greeted the front door, and the bloody breath that came to her face made her frown slightly.

"It's a black bear."

Chu Yun behind him frowned slightly: "Why are there so many strange animals today." ”

The giant talking crow, the giant wolf king, she swept the corpses on the ground and pursed her lips.

Lingzhi protected Xiao Bai Ze behind him, and quickly pinched between his fingers.

The few people behind him haven't reacted yet.

Lingzhi took advantage of the moment when the black bear's footsteps stopped, jumped up, turned his hands into claws, and grabbed the red eyes of the black bear.

"Whoa, whoa."

Her fingers thrust into the black bear's eye sockets, and the black bear burst into the front of her chest with one paw.

Lingzhi's hands were clenched, and a warm, disgusting liquid flowed down her fingers onto her arms.

The black bear was in pain, writhing and scratching.

Lingzhi was slapped to the ground with a claw.

Chu Yun and Zihou drew their weapons to help.

The black bear's claws were about to fall on Lingzhi, she rolled around, dodged with difficulty, swept the two with a solemn face, and just opened her mouth, the blood at the corner of her mouth covered her jaw: "Protect Bai Ze." ”

Xiao Bai Ze stood behind the two of them, his golden eyes looked at the embarrassed Ganoderma lucidum on the ground, his long eyelashes covered the emotions under his eyes, and his fingers unconsciously turned the green wrench on his thumb.

The black bear's eyes turned into two bottomless holes of blood, and the red liquid stained the hair on its face.

It roared furiously and frantically attacked the weak human in front of it.

Lingzhi snorted, and the blood-colored spit nailed to the rock, a blinding red.

"My mother hasn't been beaten like this for many years, you are really good."

Narrowly dodging another round of attacks, her bloodied hand dug into her trouser pocket, and a silvery-white elixir that exuded an alluring aura was particularly dazzling on her red hand.

Bai Ze swept over the pill, his eyes moved slightly, looking at the Ganoderma lucidum that had become a bloody person, and a trace of scintency flashed in his eyes.

"What's this, oh my God, Zhizhi, you can eat such a big ball, don't get stuck."

Zihou worriedly hugged Bai Ling's hand and tightened it a little.

Chu Yun put his hand on her shoulder and said lightly, "Don't be a crow's mouth." ”

The moment the black bear took out the elixir from Lingzhi, he sensed her position and slapped it with one paw.

Lingzhi didn't have much physical strength at this time, and sat weakly on the edge of the rock, his eyes faintly staring at the bear's paw that was about to fall.

Chu Yun's eyes were a little red, and the corners of his lips moved.

"Zhizhi, what are you doing, hide! Get out of the way! ”

Zihou's voice was a little hoarse, and he threw Bai Ling to the ground with a snap, and pounced on the black bear with red eyes.

A pair of immature little hands tugged at Zihou's sleeves, and at the moment there was no milk voice, like ice that could not be melted, "Wait." ”